I actually had no intention of going to the Ingliston Revival on September 12th as I had absolutely no idea it was even on – they really need to step up their marketing game. My other half and I ended up tagging along with my parents after my dad got far too excited about half price tickets for the event. It’s a perfectly normal thing to get overly enthusiastic about.
After driving to the Ingliston Circuit in Edinburgh in the pouring rain around 11am we were a little disappointed when we rolled up to the field and noticed there were very few cars. We wanted to arrive in time for the Mini stunt show and to see Ben Collins, the former Top Gear Stig so we assumed we were just really early.
When we finally got into the event (it took forever for tickets to be handed out and a rather long time for our tickets to be scanned, it was a good thing there wasn’t a major queue) we made the walk up the long, twisty pavement and stumbled upon dozens of soaked inflatables for children. I think all 4 of us started to have a bit of a panic at this point as it looked like a giant kid’s event. Fortunately further along the road were the cars and the track so our panicking was all in vain. Annoyingly I never got to go on the bouncy castle, why is it unacceptable for adults to jump around on an inflatable house?
The first lot of cars we came across were the ones used for the driving experiences. My other half did the driving experience at Ingliston last year and got a little giddy about seeing the cars he drove again; to say he was smiling like there was no tomorrow after his experience would be a bit of an understatement.
You were able to do driving experiences in the cars at the Ingliston Revival but they had to be booked in advance for a decent amount of money. As much as I would like to fly around a track in a Lamborghini I don’t trust myself behind a wheel of one, I practically crash my car into the hedge every time I reverse into my own driveway after all.
There were also a lot of classic cars on show and as soon as he saw them my dad started reminiscing about all of the cars he’s had over the years. It always amazes me when he manages to remember every single car he’s had since he can’t even remember my birthday. My other half’s reaction to all of the classic cars was to take pictures of their rims, for once my mum and I were the normal ones of the day.
After a lot of weaving in between cars and planning on which one I was going to steal first (the Lamborghini was top of my list) we made our way over to the track for Ben Collins and the Mini stunt show. If I’m being completely honest the whole thing seemed to be bit of a mess. Ben Collins appeared to be on the track when the pipe band was walking round on it and then the Minis came on while he was still whizzing around. I’m genuinely surprised there wasn’t an accident as it sure as hell seemed like it was going that way.
Once Ben Collins had finished his drive around the track the Minis started to get back into position again. There were 3 Minis in total and while the majority of the stunts involved driving, spinning and parking in awfully tight spaces my butt was firmly clenched out of nervousness. I practically had a heart attack when a Mini ended up on 2 wheels for a significant chunk of time. Needless to say I won’t be doing that in my Mini.
After the Mini stunt show we went in search of some food. I had cracked too many penis jokes thanks to a food stall that said “well hung” and it seemed to make my dad crave a burger (which exploded all over him). My other half on the other-hand had smelled someone’s pizza so he and I opted in for the cheesy, Italian goodness. The Big Blu van was the stand providing the pizza and oh my goodness were they to die for. The pizzas are all freshly prepared and cooked in a mobile wood-fired kitchen. They took around 10 minutes to make but the wait was so worth it. I’m practically drooling at the thought of the pizza just now.
Once I had proved my other half wrong and scoffed my entire pizza (I rarely finish a meal in front of him so he thought I couldn’t handle a whole pizza) we had another look around the cars. I say we had another look but what actually happened is my other half kept disappearing and I kept looking for him. He really enjoys taking pictures of rims apparently, what a strange cookie.
By this point the sun had come out and dried everything off but we were nearing the end of our visit to Ingliston Revival. According to one of the guy’s my other half ended up talking to the event was going to be bigger and better on Sunday; whether that was true or not is a different story. It wasn’t a huge event on the Saturday but we did manage to lose a couple hours of our life to it so I guess it served its purpose. It’s just a shame it was pouring with rain in the morning and it wasn’t as well advertised as much as it should have been. I also never stole the Lamborghini in the end, I couldn’t figure out a way to do it without being extremely obvious. Maybe next time!
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